Author's Note: Hey all, sorry it's been awhile. Here's another chapter for ya. Love youuuus.
I DO NOT OWN SONS OF ANARCHY OR THE CHARACTERS.
Chapter Eleven:
I've been walking on eggshells since Dylan's been in town. Alex hasn't tried anything else since that morning and it has me on edge. I know he's just biding his time and it's driving me crazy. I hate waiting for the crazies to let their bombs go. It's like living with my mother all over again. That's all I used to do. It's not an ideal way of living. If nothing else, it taught me how to survive. Fear keeps you alive. It teaches you how to trust your instincts. I've definitely been trusting mine.
Dylan has been hanging out with Jax more than I have. I've been getting my fill of Juice. We've been closer than ever. I think that Alex lurking around really brought out his unofficial-big-brother tendencies. Not that I'm complaining. The less I'm alone the less likely Alex will show up and do something stupid.
I just hate not being able to do things without wondering if it will provoke him or go to bed without wondering if he'll taunt me in the morning. Things haven't been this bad in a long time. It's killing me. Dylan can't see me spooked. I have to be strong for him. I've always been the strong one. I'm his sister. I protect him. That's just how it's supposed to go. Our parents were a sham and I'd be damned if I let him down, too.
I think all of this drama is starting to give me gray hair. I seriously cannot rock the Rogue look. I can pull off a lot of things but that isn't one of them. I'm too young for the salt and pepper do. They seriously need to make a stress-free pill. That would be grand.
"So El Burrito, what's on the agenda for today?" I asked, innocently. Juice made a face at me.
"Well, Thumbelina, I was thinking that you could dress up in a toga and just be my servant for the day. You know? It just sounded like a lot of fun. Just hear me out – you can cook for me, clean for me, you can clean me, you can feed me grapes, you can sex me. You know, the normal. It sounds like a dream come true, I know. Don't worry, I'd actually let you. No worries." He beamed. I hit him in the rib cage as he got his chuckle on.
"As awful as that sounds, somehow, I just don't see that happening today, Taquito."
"Then I suggest we sumo wrestle. That's the best I got."
"Juicer, you've got yourself a contender. Challenge accepted!" I fist pumped the air. This is gonna be interesting.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." I groaned. My back is killing me. Juice slammed me onto my back full-force. None of the pillows we duct taped to our sides absorbed any of the impact. Sumo wrestling is definitely overrated. Bad idea for the day? Check. "You hit like a girl." I hissed at him. He laughed.
"If I hit like a girl, then you should have no problem standing up by yourself." He taunted. I rolled onto my side and tried to stand up. I grimaced at the pain shooting up my back. I do believe that I just threw out my back. I'll be damned if I admit it. I forced myself to stand up and started peeling off the pillows.
"Shit Thumbelina, I didn't actually mean to hurt you." Juice helped me walk to the kitchen.
"I've had worse. No big." I waved away his apology. He smirked.
"You're adorable, when you act tough."
"Fuck that. I'm adorable twenty-four/seven. Get it right." I leaned on Juice.
"Honey, I'm home!" Dylan waltzed into the kitchen. "Juice man, what did you do? I leave you in charge for a day and you break her." Dylan looked me over, checking for other injuries. I made a face.
"We all know that I'm the mature one. He didn't force me to sumo wrestle with him. So… This is probably my fault, BUT I'm still gonna blame Mr. El Burrito Man." I smirked. Juice shook his head.
"Katie, as much as I'm sure Juice loves spending time with you, I'm taking him for a guys night."
"But I'm injured." I whined. Juice laughed.
"Take these; I always keep them on me. Two muscle relaxers will knock you out. We'll be back by morning. Just try not to hurt yourself anymore before we get back."
My body feels so fucking heavy. I gotta remember to ask Juice to check the doses that he gives me. I don't want to end up like those dogs he gave ecstasy. I locked the door didn't I? Yeah. I think I did. I'm so tired. Maybe if I just close my eyes in a little bit… I'll check it later.
"You look so sexy when you're sleeping." Someone said. I tried to wake myself up.
"What?" I mumbled, trying and failing to open my eyes.
"Go back to sleep. We'll talk when you're awake. Rest up. You'll need it."
"'Kay." I drifted back to sleep.
"Jax move over, you're too hot." I moved over in bed.
"Baby, I'm not the one who's too hot. But you're right, I am hotter than Jax."
"What?"
"Why don't you open your eyes and see."
"No one is hotter than Jax." I mumbled, opening my eyes slowly. I jumped. Alex grabbed my waist before I tumbled over the side of the bed. "What the hell!" I yelled. He smirked.
"Relax, it's not like I've done anything. I've just been watching you sleep." He pulled me closer to his body. My body still hurts and feels funny. The muscle relaxers haven't worn off yet. I hauled off and punched his lip. He groaned. I grabbed my phone and rolled off the bed. I dialed Hale's number.
"Hello?"
"Hale, I need help."
"Oh, I don't think so. We're gonna have some fun first." Alex grabbed my ankle and dragged me towards him. I kicked his chest. He dropped my leg. I moved under my bed.
"Hale, Alex is here, just get here, please. I need help!" I told him, quickly.
"Katie, where is 'here'?" He asked.
"We're at my house, Hale. Hurry!" I tossed my phone as he dragged me out of underneath my bed. He pulled me to my feet.
"You know this could be so much better for you if you'd just play along." He grazed my butt. I froze. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears. It's deafening.
"Okay."
"Wait, what?" He asked.
"I said, 'okay.'" I repeated. He smirked.
"If you play really nice, I may forget about all the fighting." His smirk widened. I wanna vomit. I moved closer and pressed my forehead to his neck. "You smell nice."
"Thank you." I brought my leg up and kneed him in the groin. I moved away from him and he doubled over. I grabbed my keys and ran to the front door.
"Bitch!"
"I've been called worse!" I grabbed some shoes.
"Get your ass back here!"
"Not a chance in hell!" I grabbed the door handle and yanked. A hand pushed it shut. I slammed my body back into his, knocking him over. I pulled the door open and tried to run out. He grabbed my ankle. I groaned in pain. My face met pavement and welcome mat. My chin feels all kinds of fucked up. I can feel the blood pouring all over my neck.
He pulled me back into the house and turned me onto my back. I elbowed his neck. He backhanded me and pinned my arms with one hand. He yanked down my boxer shorts and panties. I thrashed against him and tried to kick him away. He shoved a finger inside of me. I went rigid and howled in pain. I kneed him and tried to move away from him.
"Get off of me!" I yelled.
"You brought this on yourself." He said in a dangerously low voice.
"Fuck you."
"I intend to." He sneered.
"No!" I wrestled an arm free and pushed him off of me.
"I don't think so, Princess." He pushed me against the wall. I'm starting to get dizzy. I kept fighting him. I can hear sirens in the distance. Thank God. He grabbed my arms again. I tried to kick him but he kept my legs from moving. He put his fingers back inside of my lady parts. I felt tears trickle down my face.
"Stop! Get off!" I squirmed, trying to get free.
"Baby, you're making me so hard." He winked. I head-butted his face. He fell backwards. I fell to my knees. I can hear the sirens outside now. "I love seeing you down on your knees." He grunted. I crawled behind him and kneed him in the balls. He groaned. I grabbed my taser out of my purse and started tasing his neck. He's knocked out. I grabbed my shorts and put them back on. I went back to the door and looked for Hale.
"Oh my God, are you okay?" Hale ran up to me. I nodded.
"Might need an ambulance. I think I have a concussion and I want a rape kit done." I told him. He nodded.
"He didn't… Did he?"
"He didn't get far enough. Just fingers. I don't know what good it'll do. Just proof, I guess. Hale, I just want him gone. Please." I mopped tears off of my face. He nodded. He sent his deputies inside. They brought Alex outside to their car.
"Kate, you need to come in for questioning." He said, quietly. I nodded.
"Can you come inside with me to get my phone, please?" I asked. He nodded. "Thanks."
I feel drained. I didn't know that I could be this emotionally drained. Everything hurts and they're not letting me talk to anybody until I'm done with questioning. I should be almost done. I've been here for hours already.
"Do you need anything else? I'm exhausted." They didn't even start the questioning until I get checked out and treated at the hospital. I've been beat up, assaulted, treated, photographed, and questioned. I cannot do anymore.
"Of course, I'm sorry. I know you've been through a terrible ordeal. We've got your statement. Juice and Jax are waiting to take you home."
"Oh, good." I stood up slowly. I managed to bang my knee on something. It's always my knee. I have had it with Alex. If he comes after me again, his ass is getting shot. Period.
"Hey Thumbelina, I'm so sorry. I forgot to lock the door behind me. We fell asleep at the garage. I didn't think anything of it. I'm sorry. If we see him, he's dead." Juice looked like he was going to cry. He never looks that way. I leaned in to hug him. I instantly felt better once his arms wrapped around me. It makes me feel safe. I feel a little less dirty. I feel disgusting. I don't know how much they told them but I don't want to talk about anything here. The night's not even over yet. I don't know how the Club is going to take this.
"No worries. I don't blame you. If anyone is to blame, it's him. Let's get out of here. We can talk about it at Gemma's." I looked at Jax. He nodded. His arm wrapped around me and we walked out of the station. I've had some awful days, but this… this might just tie with the topper. "Where's Dylan? Is he okay?"
"I talked him into staying with Clay. I didn't think bringing him here would be a good idea. I didn't want to worry him or make anything worse. I know today's been hard enough on you already." Jax told me. I nodded.
"What happened? Hale was vague. I couldn't even get anything out of Unser. How bad is it?" Jax asked. I sighed.
"I'll tell you and Gemma. You can relay the message to everyone else. I'm not going through this more than I have to and I'm not doing it with an audience." I whispered. He nodded and left to get her. Gemma walked over to me and hugged me.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. That bastard is dead. I don't care if he hides. Nobody has the right to hurt my babies. Nobody." She sat down. I gave her a small smile. It's all I can muster right now.
I took a deep breath and told them everything. I didn't skip over anything, mainly because I don't want there to be any questions later. When I finished we sat in a pregnant silence. Jax looked like he could kill and Gemma looked just as angry. I fiddled with my fingers. Someone needs to say something. I tried to get my hands to stop shaking.
"Is that all he did? He didn't do anything else? I swear if he…" Jax broke off. I shook my head.
"No, that's all. That's everything. He didn't do anything else. He couldn't. Hale showed up before he could. I got him off of me before he could take it any further." I told him. He nodded.
"I should have been there. That shouldn't have happened to you." Jax got up and walked away. I laid my face in my hands and cried. He's mad. What if he doesn't want me anymore? Why would he want me now?
"It's okay Darlin'. Let it out." Gemma pulled me into a hug. I sobbed into her chest.
"I know that this started as a way to get back at Jax, but so far I'm the only one he's gone after. I've worked so hard to make something out of myself Gemma. So hard. I had to get over losing my family. I know that I have you guys and the Club is family, but aside from that, I don't have much. For someone to just take that away and… I can't even feel safe in my own home. I don't know where to go from here. What do I do?"
"You get through this, Baby. That's what you do. It's not going to be easy, nothing in this fucked up life is. You're strong. You have to be to be a Teller." She soothed.
"You're like a mother to me, Gem, but I'm no Teller."
"Not yet, Baby. We both know you will be someday."
I jerked awake and sat up. I felt a hand on my shoulder and started fighting.
"Katie," someone said. I can't make out who it is in the dark. I kept fighting. "Kate! Stop it! It's me. Stop fighting." Jax pulled me into his chest. I can feel myself shaking.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry." I whispered.
"It's my fault. I should have known you'd be jumpy."
"It's okay if you don't want to be with me anymore." I told him. He pulled away from me. I can't seem to make myself meet his eyes.
"Why the hell would you think I wouldn't want to be with you anymore? Nothing has changed."
"Everything has changed. What he did to me… I can't just jump back into the swing of things with you. I don't know when I'll be able to be intimate with you again." I told him.
"Kate, I'll live without sex. I may be a guy, but I can survive without it. You're what's important to me. You didn't deserve what that ass did to you. You need to heal. I'm going to help you however I can."
"You can't always protect me, Jax."
"Then let me do what I can."
"Okay."
"Get some sleep Darlin'. You have a long day of being spoiled ahead of you tomorrow."
"I love you."
"I love you; you know that?"
Author's Note: OKAY, so that was a long-ish chapter. I tried to cram as much drama as I could into that. Thoughts? Comments? Predictions? Leave me your comments people. Much love!
Xo Xo,
Anneryn
